Bright New Child

what’s going to happen to me?
today.
tomorrow.
in all my possible futures.

what has already happened to me?
yesterday.
the day before.
in all my muddled past.

is it a loose association
or a concrete path?
is my future predestined
or determined by my past?

what’s happening to me now?
a creation of the future.
a re-creation of the past
in an endless cycle of death.

or is each day a bright new child
to be nurtured for its possibilities?

© 2010 Wasted Space Publishing


One Comment

  1. Mimi

    I can see impetus for this lovely poem. Perfect!

    Posted May 3, 2010 at 9:00 pm

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